Blog 3709 – 12.31. 2025

The Last Day of 2025

I recall as a young man getting a haircut from a barber who had cut my hair since I was ten years old. As he “lower my ears” (an expression my dad often used for getting a haircut,) Hollis, said: “How old are you now son?” I replied, “Eighteen.” Then he smiled and shared some pretty profound words that I have remembered for over fifty-seven years:

“Time is really going to start clicking off for you now.”

The old sundials used to have a two word Latin phrase inscribed prominently upon them: “Tempest Fugit” which means Time flies. The prophetic words of Hollis the barber seem truer and truer with each year that passes.

When I was a boy we had an expression “Slow as Christmas” for it seemed to children anticipating Christmas that three hundred and sixty-five days was an eternity to have to wait. Each year Christmas comes a bit soon. It hardly seems worth taking the Christmas tree down as you just have to put it up again in a little while. 

When I was a boy, summer vacations out of school seemed to last and last. These days the kids seem barely out of school before it is time for them to go back.

Albert Einstein one of the last century’s greatest thinkers theorized that time is relative. As time passes we have fewer and fewer older relatives and loved ones left to remind us how quickly the time flies by.

Your friend and fellow traveler,

David James White

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